Failures No Option - Lloyd Banks

I’ma give 'em hell until I rest in peace

Been through it all, need my respect at least

Who got the bet?

Better you bet on me, baby

Made man, America’s most wanted lately

So much I want you to see

Feel like I’m boxed in, only wins’ll bring the comfort to me

Still ain’t no stopping

I’ma wind up on top with the key

Until then they watching

Ain’t not rules, gotta play for keeps

Failure’s no option

Everybody want the light

I’m like fine you can have this

The top don’t mean you’re living right, keep your mind on what matters

These hoes don’t love you, they rehearsin' all kind of theatrics

Supposed to build each other up but most time it be backwards

Until then we got to wait and pray until they finally catch us

Toe tags, no dads in a county of bastards

Going to need a cape to see our future

You blind and need glasses?

Ten, twenty years rewinding these classics

Let’s toast to living our vision

Love the sound of these glasses

Envious bastards off the axis, mahogany caskets

The blocks banging if you survive these harmony flashes

No free passes, just regrets and R.I.P ad-libs

Dearly departed, keep me guarded and all that we ask is

Put a good word in while we hurting and dodging these crashes

And, my position is go hard or get missing

It’s like dope and I’m running, the other part of me twitching

Listen…

I’ma give 'em hell until I rest in peace

Been through it all, need my respect at least

Who got the bet?

Better you bet on me, baby

Made man, America’s most wanted lately

So much I want you to see

Feel like I’m boxed in, only wins’ll bring the comfort to me

Still ain’t no stopping

I’ma wind up on top with the key

Until then they watching

Ain’t not rules, gotta play for keeps

Failure’s no option

Attitude like «Fuck it» today

I need chilling and Louie buckets to play

Man keep your outlet, I ain’t got nothing to say

Rather stick out than just be stuck in the way

I’m pushing two decades of killing these bars

Here’s my parade

Sun don’t always shine

Shit get too bright, they throw you shade

I hope you make it there

Top of that, make it from older age

Niggas want you to snap, give it all back

It’s sporting rage, bloody contact

Slipping off track, caught in a maze

If I should hang up my number, you’ll love me then?

Shit!

I wonder, pedal to floors

Still soaring above the rim

Good morning, I’m up to win

Who brought us more less within

A quarter sent out to gems

Six songs without the pen

I gave it all I had and you shot me down

I ain’t change, same nigga they copy know

Pay homage, pour out the commas and smile

Outside of the family, can’t nobody come near me

I threw it all on my shoulders, foot on the rap game clearly, uh

I’ma give 'em hell until I rest in peace

Been through it all, need my respect at least

Who got the bet?

Better you bet on me, baby

Made man, America’s most wanted lately

So much I want you to see

Feel like I’m boxed in, only wins’ll bring the comfort to me

Still ain’t no stopping

I’ma wind up on top with the key

Until then they watching

Ain’t not rules, gotta play for keeps

Failure’s no option